640 The Jealous Xixi (4/4, Adding More Rewards for Cultivation)

Chapter 640 The jealous Xixi (44, adding more rewards to the immortals)

Originally, a group of children was very lively, and the appearance of Yang Yi pushed the atmosphere to a climax!

"Dad Xixi!"

"Uncle Yang Yi!"

"Uncle Yang!"

"Uncle who can make good food!"

All kinds of strange names concealed Xixi's voice calling "Baba". Two dozen children surrounded Yang Yi one after another, their dark eyes full of curiosity and anticipation, and they jumped up and down with joy. Jumping and jumping, the liveliness and energy of this age should be fully displayed.

Of course, it's also a little scary!

After Yang Yi sent Yun Yangfeng away, he came to find Xixi. He was in a hurry. He didn't bring the prepared snacks and snacks to the children, so he was surrounded now, but his hands were empty. Embarrassed.

However, this is not what the little guys care about!

"Uncle Yang, I also want to eat pig's feet." Although Ding Ling's voice was small and a little shy, it seemed as if a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and all the children nodded their heads, even Lu Weisha. Eagerly looking forward to it.

Yesterday, on Monday, Yang Yi specially bought an insulated lunch box and packed some pig's feet ginger vinegar for Xixi to take to the kindergarten to share with her friends.

Because there are more, not only the children who often play with Xixi tasted it, but also three little boys ran over to eat a piece of meat.

Not to mention, the sweet and sour taste is definitely the favorite of children!

The news of this pig's trotters being super delicious spread among the children in the senior class of Chuntian Kindergarten, but most of the children could only listen to the descriptions of other friends, and their saliva was drooling.

No, I didn't have to eat at that time, so I had to sit in a room. Ding Ling, who smelled the smell and watched Lan Xin feasting, only remembered this "important thing".

Here, Lan Xin is the least anxious.

The little chubby girl smiled. She leaned into Xixi's ear and whispered to Xixi, "Xixi, we won't tell them, I'll eat at your house, okay?"

After Lan Xin knew that Xixi's house had such delicious pork feet, she left her father last night and came to Xixi's house to eat and drink. Of course, this is also everyday.

Later, Boss Lan called Yang Yi to ask for the recipe in disbelief, and complained that Fu Jun didn't tell him, so they didn't need to be detailed.

Xixi felt that this was her and Lan Xin's little secret, and the little girl nodded with a smile.

Faced with this scene, Yang Yi was a bit dumbfounded. How could he take care of these twenty little guys? I don't own a restaurant, and Yang Yi didn't think about it.

"Cough cough, I can't bring the pig's feet here, but at noon today, will my uncle invite you to a delicious hot pot?" Yang Yi thought about it and said, "Then if you still want to eat pig's feet, uncle can Tell your parents how to make this dish, and if you want to eat it later, you can let your parents make it!"

I have to say that the children are quite easy to satisfy. I heard that there is hot pot at noon, and they want to eat a big meal. One by one, they forgot the pig’s feet. They let go of Yang Yi contentedly, and jokingly looked for the next one they were interested in. Target.

It was Ding Ling, perhaps because she grew up in a single-parent family with only one father, who was still very busy with work, so the little girl felt insecure. She felt that Yang Yi was very kind, and she reached out to Yang Yi to hold her.

Yang Yi didn't care, so he took Ding Ling's little hand and communicated with Teacher Mu: "How are the children learning? Who will sing each section and arrange it?"

This scene made Xixi who was visiting with her friends inadvertently turn around and saw it, and the little girl suddenly had a taste. If it were Lan Xin or Yang Luoqi, she would not have much reaction, but Ding Ling and Xixi are not close, they are just ordinary friends!

The little girl's mouth was shriveled, and she thought a little aggrieved:

Baba doesn't even hold me!

How can you hold other girls?

You can't hold other girls! Well, in addition to Mama...and a younger brother...the younger brother doesn't seem to be a girl?

do not care!

I saw Xixi let go of Yang Luoqi's hand, ran to her father's side, pouted her little mouth, stretched out her hand to her father, and said, "Baba, I want you to hold me."

Yang Yi glanced down at his daughter. He didn't think too much about it. He smiled slightly, took Xixi's little hand with his free right hand, and continued to communicate with Teacher Mu.

Xixi didn't care about what the adults said. She was held by her father and grabbed a finger of her father, which made her feel at ease.

It seems that if Dad is going to be taken away, he will hold Dad's hand, and Dad will not disappear!

The little girl looked at Ding Ling with some hostility, but Ding Ling didn't notice this. She was curiously looking left and right at the recording studio they had just been led to with the large group. There were so many instruments and equipment in it that the children were dazzled.

Of course, Xixi's little thought came and went quickly.

After Yang Yi let go of their hands at the same time, Xixi didn't stick to her father deliberately, but looked at her father with some admiration. Like the leader and teacher, she walked among all the children and talked to everyone.

"Children, just now Teacher Mu told Uncle Yang that you all learned to sing "The Song of the Pig", right?" Yang Yi clapped his hands and asked with a smile.

"I can sing!" As if rushing to answer, the children scrambled to say.

It's not just the little boys who are so active, the little girls have not yet reached the age of restraint, so they shouted more excitedly than the little boys at this time!

They didn't just answer, like Chen Shiyun, this absolute activist also sang loudly in order to show himself: "Pig, your nose has two holes..."

It was as if a fire had been lit in the oil, and the children were eager to sing.

Even Ding Ling, who was a little shy before, followed: "When you have a cold, you still have snot in your nose..."

Although the lyrics of this song are different for each paragraph, because it is catchy and interesting, the little guys have memorized the first few paragraphs and can sing it casually. The next few paragraphs are not a problem either, as long as someone is carrying it, they can follow vaguely.

Yang Luoqi and Xixi, two little girls who love to dance, also twisted, twisting their little butts, dancing the simple piglet dance taught by the choreographer and teacher Shen, and giggling non-stop.

Mo Xiaojuan and Xiao Ai, who accompanied them behind, looked at the liveliness of these children and how funny they looked when they sang, and they couldn't help laughing and shaking their heads.

After they finished singing, Yang Yi greeted everyone to applaud the little guys and said with a smile, "It's a very good song, in a while, Mr. Mu will divide you into groups, and each of you will sing the designated passages with the children in your group, okay? This is Teacher Jin, Teacher Jin will teach you how to sing better!"

Yang Yi also pulled Jin Yingming out. Jin Yingming looked at these little guys with big heads. He has been a music producer for so many years, but he has never served so many children.

But the boss had orders, and he was able to participate in the recording of such an interesting song, Jin Yingming still bit the bullet and waved hello to the children with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Jin!" The children shouted politely one after another.

But dealing with so many children is by no means easy. Before they even started, they started exploring this recording studio excitedly and curiously.

Even though they just met, Chen Shiyun dared to point to the console and ask Jin Yingming, "Mr. Jin, what is this for? Is this microphone used to record songs?"

And Wang Xijun, remembering the questions he had asked outside and Xixi's answer, he ran to Jin Yingming, pulled Jin Yingming's sleeve, and asked, "Mr. Jin, are you Uncle Jin that Xixi said? Are you? Don't you know how to play that strange piano outside?"

Where do you remember the name of that dulcimer, Wang Xijun?

This group of little guys was chattering, almost so noisy that Jin Yingming, who likes to listen to music quietly, collapsed.

Will this song go well?

Thanks for the reward from the leader of the cute cat! ! There is something that will delay the update for you today, so I can only make it up tomorrow. (づ￣ 3￣)づ